MasukShe had grown used to seeing him in his loud floral Hawaiian shirts, but never in something like this. And she couldn’t quite explain why it amused her so much.Was it because he looked oddly… endearing, wearing that apron?Damn it. Just last night, she had been seething with anger at him. That very
Phillian’s lips pressed shut once more, as though sealing in whatever words had threatened to escape. He fell silent, lost in thought.Then, without another word, he quietly walked toward the bedroom door, opened it, and stepped out. But before closing it, he turned back to her, his eyes resting on
Calley didn’t know how long she had been staring at the painting hanging above the headboard in Phillian’s room. It was a different painting now—not the one he had once made for her.Of course, Phillian had taken that down. Why wouldn’t he?But…Her gaze wandered across the room, unsettled. Why had
The loud ringtone jolted Calley awake, making her straighten in her seat. She turned her head to the side, catching sight of Phillian still focused on the wheel, driving steadily.She blinked, groggy. She hadn’t even realized she had fallen asleep. Shaking off the haze, she shifted her gaze out the
“Phillian! What are you doing?! You can’t force me to come back to Asteria!”“Who told you I’m bringing you back there?”She froze.Where was Phillian planning to take her?When the only possible place dawned on her, she gasped. But she didn’t have the chance to speak again before they reached the t
“Ugh, you look terrible.”That was the first thing Sacred said when they met, two days after she had confirmed her condition. They met at a restaurant near her apartment.“I had to fly all the way from Texas just to meet you,” he said as he sat across from her, his gaze fixed. “Make sure this is wor
After nearly twenty minutes of walking, Calley and Nelly finally arrived at the boatyard nestled at the foot of the hill. The air was alive with activity. Phillian’s crew was bustling about, working in synchronized effort to drag the pump boats down to the shore. Four of the boats were preparing to
Just a few meters from the back door was a wide laundry area, where Nelly usually hung the clothes to dry. She headed in that direction, dialing her Uncle Lito’s number as she pushed aside hanging curtains and clothes. She made her way to the far end of the space, where a low cement wall served as a
She frowned. As a doctor, her instincts kicked in. The man clearly had health issues. Likely diabetic, possibly with high cholesterol. Judging from his body type, she wouldn’t be surprised if he was a heavy drinker, too.“That guy’s been bothering Boss nonstop,” Ambong added. “Sir already turned dow
She jolted in surprise and lifted her gaze the moment she realized who had just pulled her aside.Of course. Who else could it be but him?Stunned, she couldn’t find her voice immediately. Her mind barely had time to process what was happening when she realized he had pressed her against the shed wa







